Against Divorce

Friday, June 27, 2008

A Rude Awakening

In the past month or so, I have come to a rude awakening. As seeing that life comes with its doubts, and troubles and that yet there are those moments; those sparks that gives you hope to become a better person and move on with your life. To give you an endevour in becoming what you have wished to be all your life.
I have also learned that no matter what road you are on, or where the past has brought you, we are just human beings that have only played a small part in this universe. Our creator is the one that makes everything flow.
No matter how hard we try or how hard we want to believe that what we do will satisfy us, it won't.
Nothing else works except him.
Our friends can't solve our problems, nor can our loved ones count the stars.
Friends are there to encourage you, but He is the only one that can lift you off the ground.
The worlds views do not matter in the end. Nor do any of the worlds "activities" solve the issues that we face.
Only we can make a choice; whether we want to believe and know that He is the only One or believe that the obtuse world will some how jump to our side.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

*Living With Passion*

Hungry for Life.

Longing for Hope.

Living to the Fullest.

Gaining in Faith.

Growing in your Dream.

Never Giving Up; Never Giving In.

Pushing through the Hard Times.

Embracing the Good Times.

Reaching for the Goal.

Searching for the Fire that is Burning Inside.

Finding your Inner Self and Who’ve you yet to Become.

Trusting that He knows.

Moving into the Direction of Succeeding.

O' Wondrous of Ways--Sonnet

A Sonnet I Wrote in the year of 06'07.


How Do I Love Thee?
Let Me Count the Ways.
I love Thee Beyond the Coldness of Death,
From Morning to Night, No Matter Where Thee Go.
I Shall Love Thee till the End of Time,
Till the Moon turns Bright Red or
Till The Sun is No More.
I Love Thee With Nothing Else Behind Me, No
One to Interfere the time on Earth. I Love
Thee Strong, Bright, Till the Very End.
Time Passes so Fast, yet You are Still Beside Me.
I Love thee, With love that Can Last till the day that I pass.
O’ So many wondrous Ways that I love Thee.
How Can I count the so Many Ways that I Love Thee?